I personally think that we have lost direct memories of experiences in ancient forests, as they could have our ancestors whenwe livedyetthe foreststhat covered the land, but the instinctivememorystill lingers. The only thing isthat we confusethe architecturalcathedrals withthe living forests…

But the stimuliand reactionsare unmistakable.

Like the sensation of feeling the passage of all persons who, in the past, were in the temple… as I explained, in a somehow fantastic way, in another article, “Lost Forest Syndrome“, we feel life where there is none because we confuse the apparent shape of the building with the true nature of the forest, where it does exist life to be sensed, where we do are part of the everything with which we merged chemically by the aromas, oxygen, soil, moisture, where all thesenses do come absolute meaning,andhearing, smelling, touching, it isvital…

Or such as that experiencedfullnesstolook up, toseethe lightcome, seeingthe pillarsand columnsextend fromtheirshaftsto the nervesof the vaults…Our eyes seemortar and stone, our subconscious,trunks, branches andprotective leaves. Among themour life hasfound refugefor thousands of years, shelter,and delight.Thelight filteredby the colorsof the seasonsthroughouteach year,comes to us as a blessing, not todie of thirstandunprotectedin the open fields.

But we must not forget that the sacredness of the cathedrals are a debt of these with the forests. Our veneration, rapture, awakening, enlightenment come from our experiences in them recorded in our genetics as ways to feel them, to react, to live them. Perhaps one day we are fully aware of it. Meanwhile our psyche still playing but is beginning tomanifest itself inthat direction.

Art is one of the best allies of forests. The forest is full of body experiences but also spiritual and subconscious. And art is the best vehicle to show them and make them understood and accepted.

“Forestcathedral” by Steve Wing.

Capilla Thorncrown.

In the forest every centimeter, each millimeter is blessed a thousand different ways, and we as their conscious guardians, we must protect with all our strength, and with all our understanding.

Forest by Ishutani.

“One day they asked Gaudí which was the place where God could relate better with the man and he said … “in the woods”.
All his genius came from his childhood, of his summers in a cottage. There he watched nature has its own geometry, its own architecture, its own truth …
His magnum opus could not ignore such beauty and made the inside was … a great forest.In the photo Gaudí, you will have seenthat heconceived hiscathedral as aforest.Each columnis a tree thatrises toa leafyvaultandlet passthe rays of abeautifullightamong the leavesAstonyforest!“